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Well, I’ve signed up for the Camp Pendleton Mud Run for some unknown ridiculous reason. Since this will be my third mud run, I should have known better. However, my cousin Sara, texted me that she was doing it and was wondering if we were… Yadda, yadda, yadda, next thing I know, I’m doing it again. This time we pulled my two oldest girls into it and of course, Steve will be racing again. He’ll be done, clean, and waiting on us by the time we get half way through.
The hardest part of the race for me is the running because it’s a 10k and several of the miles are up hill. It’s the kind of uphill where you think you made it to the top just to see you have three more hills to go. One needs a good running base to do well, and I never seem…
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